Mary Wadzinski

A Mother's Love - Poem by Mary Wadzinski

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A mother's love is never far When a child is in distress. Holding so close a wounded heart Or a real hurt limb, at best. Tired and hungry, they come to eat After a long time at play. The hours have passed by so quickly. Then comes the end of the day. Sleepy-eyed, they prepare for bed. Soon there's a hug and a kiss. Knowing that mom's not far away, They sleep in heavenly bliss.